Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

;Lu Mingfei led the sentient beings in the dragon world to fight countless times.

The gods have decreed death and destiny, and Ren Lu Mingfei cannot escape no matter how hard he struggles.

Countless struggles all ended in failure.

Lu Mingfei finally understood that this world has completely fallen into the control of the gods. If you use the power of this world to fight against the gods in this world, it is equivalent to a mortal pulling his hair and trying to pull himself off the ground. impossible.

So, hopeless.

The so-called hopelessness is a darkness deeper than despair, a stagnant water with no possibility.

Lu Mingfei sealed his memory and was willing to be a weak child, performing according to the script step by step. From Norton, to Xia Mi, to Eri Yi, it was the same many times, and nothing could be changed anyway.

Until this time, the martial saints from another world summoned Lu Mingfei. That night in the movie theater, Lu Mingfei sensed the call of the martial saints from all over the world. They prayed to heaven and earth for a glimmer of hope. They accumulated countless reincarnations and countless sacrifices. The dark sea was filled with ripples. At that moment, Lu Mingfei seemed to wake up, and sparks reappeared in his ashes-like heart. Yes, if the power within the world cannot resist the gods, then what about outside the world?

Lu Mingfei readily accepted the call.

Since then, the stuck gears of destiny have turned again. When the martial arts of Kyushu appear in this world, and when the Hidden Gate secretly affects the course of history, a new future opens up.

Only one step away, they can gain true freedom, break the solid river of destiny, and free all kinds of frost.

"I thought it was just Waigang inheritance."

Fingel looked at the Jiuzhou Martial Saint opposite and was speechless for a long time.

"Our opponents are the gods."

Lu Mingfei said.

"The genealogy of the gods consists of gods and subordinate gods. The subordinate gods are comparable to the four monarchs, while the main gods are above the four monarchs."

"Above the Dragon King, is Nidhogg?

Su Enxi asked.

"No."

Lu Mingfei said.

"The person above the Dragon King belongs to the Lord God, Nidhogg, the Black King. He is special. In the first reincarnation, Nidhogg was the embodiment of the desires of the gods. But after countless times, As of today, Nidhogg has transcended the barriers of the desires of the gods. He has transformed into an extremely terrifying existence. He is the concept of the change of the era itself."

Everyone looked solemn after hearing this, and Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Don't worry, Black King Nidhogg will be dealt with by me."

"But your task is also difficult."

""I need the authority of the Lord God to take the step towards becoming a Martial Saint. ""

"In other words, you have to hunt the Lord God."

Su Enxi was startled, she pointed at herself, what, what, hunting the Lord God, she is the only one?

Lord God, the great existence above the four great monarchs is something that she, an accounting maid, can only imagine!

By the way, don’t you think this is outrageous?

Su Enxi looked around, trying to find allies. Needless to say, Chu Zihang, Caesar, Liquor, De Mai and Ling were already eager to try. Su Enxi was sad and angry to find that even Fingel was smiling happily.

"This is the last thing I can do to help you."

Lu Mingfei pointed at the chaos. The formless and qualityless chaos surged like a vortex in the deep sea. The light suddenly appeared and went out again. A lotus bloomed and faded. A bubble rose and exploded. Buildings supported the heaven and earth. Lu Mingfei was an illusion. Out of the shadow of Kyushu.

Kyushu is just a shadow, unstable and extremely light, like an ethereal dream.

"Senior, please."

The martial saints and Lu Mingfei nodded.

"It doesn't matter."

The saintly martial arts streams poured into the Kyushu phantoms one after another. Gradually, the phantoms turned from imaginary to real, with a more mysterious and mysterious feeling, as if they had turned into real matter.

"Here, there is the Waigang inheritance and the Martial Saint inheritance."

Lu Mingfei said to the six people.

"The road is here, it's up to you which way to go and how to go."

"You must also know the non-human way to Waigang."

"As for Waigang to Wusheng."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I'm sorry, I have never been to a Martial Saint, and I don't know what a Martial Saint is like. If you are lucky enough to be inherited by a Martial Saint, cherish it and don't feel pressured. Even if you don't become a Martial Saint, it doesn't matter. You have the Martial Saint inheritance. Even though I am here, I should have some confidence in fighting the Lord God."

Chu Zihang entered first and passed by Lu Mingfei. Chu Zihang nodded and said nothing.

Caesar was the second one. He bumped fists with Lu Mingfei, looked at Lu Mingfei's armor for a while, and said, "I admire your taste."

Zero asked: "Is he still alive?"

The little devil in black appeared in their minds at the same time.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, he won't really die."

"When this war is over, I will arrest him to see you."

Zero turned his face, without comment, and took two steps towards Kyushu Phantom. Zero paused.

"I'll go see him."

Zero investment in Kyushu Phantom.

Mai Shutoku looked at Lu Mingfei seriously, and she sighed.

"It turns out that this is the new world the boss was talking about."

"It's really incredible."

After her comes Fingal.

Fingal deliberately stayed until the end.

"That, boss."

Fingel moved closer to Lu Mingfei and looked around, as if he was guilty of committing a crime.

"Boss, there's no one here this time. Look, we've been roommates for so many reincarnations."

"Just tell me."

Fingel apologized.

"How can I get the inheritance from Lord Martial Saint?"

These words really brought back Lu Mingfei's memories.

Indeed, as Fingel said, the gods who determine the fate of death do not know whether it is a bad idea or not. Every time they fall into trouble, Fingel is assigned to the same dormitory as Lu Mingfei. The friendship between the two is the result of countless reincarnations late at night. The friendship created by eating German pig trotters together has truly been tested.

"yes."

Lu Mingfei missed him very much.

"If you say so, roommate..."

Fingel nodded frequently.

"How do you calculate the money you spent to max out my student card!"

Fingel's expression changed.

"Boss, listen to my explanation..."

"Go in peace!"

Lu Mingfei sent Fingel on the road with a handsome kick, and Fingel threw himself into the shadow of Kyushu with a scream. He was truly the king of paparazzi, and even the way he entered the inheritance was so unique.

Su Enxi poked her head over to see if it was inheritance. She always felt that it was very dangerous. Moreover, after all, Su Enxi still didn't quite understand why she had to be involved. She was obviously just an accounting maid in charge of logistics, fighting on the front line and fighting with the gods passionately. No matter how you look at it, it's probably not her turn.

Su Enxi hesitated to speak.

"potato chips."

"Yes! Master!"

Su Enxi stood at attention.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, before she could speak, the young master took the initiative to call him.

Su Enxi was so frightened that she almost burst into tears because she was flattered. She was just an ordinary accounting maid.

Having said that, why did the young master just stop me?

Su Enxi was alert.

Others call me instead of others. Do you have a special mission?

Was the special task given to her Su Enxi to compete with the gods for drinking? Or is it that a Martial Saint inheritance can only be opened after a thousand cups without getting drunk? The young master is going to cheat Su Enxi because of her hard work and hard work without complaint?

"terribly sorry."

Su Enxi was stunned.

"You can't go to the inheritance."

Lu Mingfei said.

"I have other tasks for you."

…………

Jiuzhou is in troubled times, with wars and wars and the rise of princes.

Chu Zihang woke up in the dilapidated thatched house.

"Master!"

The girl called him in surprise.

Chu Zihang wanted to get up, but he had no strength.

"Are you thirsty?"

The girl gently picked up Chu Zihang and gave him a drink of water.

At this time, Chu Zihang had a panoramic view of the thatched cottage scene. It was ancient times and it was difficult to judge the specific dynasty. Also, this was Kyushu, a completely different world.

inheritance...inheritance...

"You need to rest first. Grandma has made some soup and medicine and will bring it to you later."

The girl wiped away the water stains on Chu Zihang's lips with her sleeves and blushed. She looked at the young master's eyes carefully. He seemed to have something on his mind. After all, he is such a good-looking young master. He must be a very powerful person. The girl breathed a sigh of relief. A little sad again.

"The slave family is gone."

The girl learned to call herself that way from the story in the picture book, but she didn't know that "the slave family" had already made a joke. Fortunately, Chu Zihang was not a native of Kyushu, so he couldn't hear it.

The girl carefully opened the door and went out, lowering her head and thinking.

"Thank you...thank you."

Chu Zihang said.

The girl turned around and smiled with her lips pursed.

"It doesn't matter."

The girl walked away briskly.

Chu Zihang moved his index finger. At present, he could only do this. He closed his eyes to rest and could understand the language. This was a blessing in misfortune. Time flows at different speeds. The inheritance can only be planned slowly. Let's start collecting information first.

Seven days later, Chu Zihang carried water down the mountain to fill Ayun's jar. There was no one in the house. Ayun went to the fields to take care of the crops. Chu Zihang climbed up the back mountain and looked down the mountain. The people working in the fields were all women, or Old or young, there was a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying a baby on her back, bending to cut the grass. Chu Zihang watched quietly for a while and found Ayun.

Not long ago, this country had compulsory military conscription. All the men in the village had enlisted in the army, including the elderly. When Ayun carried Chu Zihang back to the mountain in the back, only women were left in the village.

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze, got into a posture, stood at a stalemate and rehearsed his tactics.

The mountain behind shook continuously.

Ayun straightened up and hammered her head. She looked at the mountain behind for a long time.

"Thinking about him again."

Ayun blushed and lowered his head.

"No, grandma."

Grandma, who was highly respected in the village, looked at her and shook her head.

"Ayun, I won't say anything else, but that young master is a warrior."

Ayun's face turned pale.

Warrior is such a high-ranking word in Kyushu.

"Think about it for yourself."

In the evening, when Chu Zihang was cooking, Ayun was so panicked that he was at a loss and cried out his guilt.

"How could I let you do such menial work?"

Chu Zihang handed over the chopsticks.

"Have a meal."

Ayun didn't dare to disobey and shed tears while eating. Chu Zihang looked at her frequently.

Ayun rushed to clean it up, and when it was ready, the two sat opposite each other.

"Son."

Ayun said.

"Are you leaving?"

"Um."

Chu Zihang said.

"Three days later, there is news about Qingcheng Gate in Wei Fang, which is forty miles away. I will go and have a look."

Ayun wanted to ask when you would be back, but he didn't ask, and just hummed.

It was late at night, and Chu Zihang stood in the yard for a long time. There were only women left in the village, and they were all civilians. There was not a single warrior. It was still in the chaotic times of war.

Chu Zihang looked up at the bright moon, inheriting...

Three days later, Chu Zihang picked up water and filled the water tank, rebuilt the thatched house, set up fences, and made chicken coops. Chu Zihang wanted to leave a letter, but without paper and pen, he left before dawn. Ayun woke up very early. Yes, I listened to the noise for a long time.

When I saw my grandma in the field, she looked at her, looked at the mountains behind, and took a breath.

"Be busy, be busy, you will forget everything when you are busy."

At noon, Chu Zihang went up to Hutou Mountain, the village closest to the village. Chu Zihang fought all the way into Juyi Hall. The first and second masters knew they were invincible, and they were also wondering where an inhuman warrior could come from such a small place. They Boxes of gold and silver were laid out, and smiling faces were placed on them in hopes of survival.

Chu Zihang just kills people.

After picking up five strongholds in a row, Chu Zihang entered the city.

Spring passed and autumn came. A year later, people in the village were in panic. They heard the news that a military disaster was coming to their area. It only took about half a month to escape the famine? But where can a woman from a village escape? 80% chance of death.

Ayun didn't care whether she ran away or not, she just watched from a distance.

The village decided to stay, and they had no place to escape. Moreover, maybe the military disaster could not reach such a small and remote place?

But a fluke is just a fluke.

The military disaster is coming.

On this day, the green-eyed soldiers rushed toward the village. They were no longer human beings, they were beasts of war. They only wanted to kill and indulge in their desires.

On this day, Chu Zihang hurried back. Before the defeated troops arrived, he stood at the entrance of the village, stabbing every one and not passing anyone.

Between leaving the village and traveling across Kyushu in search of the Martial Saint inheritance, or staying, Chu Zihang chose to stay.

What made Chu Zihang make this choice was Jack, the Walking West, who was still working at McDonald's after the war between the Yinmen and the Goddess.

Experience it soberly.

Chu Zihang lived at the entrance of the village and practiced day and night. The reputation of the village spread far and wide. More and more people heard that there was a village that was lucky enough to be protected by warriors. They brought their families with them and the village prospered day by day.

Chu Zihang's cultivation has stopped moving, which is a bottleneck. At this time, if there is guidance from elders or inheritance from predecessors, he will be able to overcome it.

But he didn't.

Chu Zihang was not in a hurry and practiced step by step, protecting the village and killing incoming enemies.

On the top of the back mountain, the emperor looked at the thatched cottage at the entrance of the village, nodded slightly, and said to himself.

"Look again, look again."

By contrast, Caesar's path is clear.

In Kyushu, which was also in flames of war, Caesar woke up and heard a majestic voice.

"Boy!"

Overlord said.

"It's good that you go to Junbu."

"I am also a king."

Caesar found that he had no strength and could not move. Overlord slapped him, and the warmth flowed around Caesar, and he sat up.

Caesar looked around and said.

"Give me your inheritance."

The Overlord laughed.

"How dare you say that."

The Overlord looked cold.

"Why."

"I am the first person in Kyushu's history to become a Martial Saint."

"Why do you want it, I'll give it to you."

"Um."

Caesar said.

"So, what do I have to do?"

"Simple."

The overlord looked in all directions.

"I once conquered the world, and with this achievement, I established the foundation of the Martial Saint."

"This is the path for you and me, the people of your tribe."

The overlord refers to the world.

"My heritage is here."

"If you have the ability, you can go and get it."

The Overlord stared at Caesar.

Caesar smiled.

"very good."

"Here you are, I'll get it."

The Overlord laughed loudly, and the sound shook the world.

"How dare you say that, boy."

"I admire you!"

"That's right, while I'm in a good mood, I'll give you as many troops as you want, whatever you ask."

Caesar held Dictado in his hands.

"This knife is enough."